SOLANA
Every wheeze and gasp he let out had me aching with sympathy. So, I slid closer, keeping my voice low and steady.
"Nigel... hey. Look at me."
His fingers trembled as they clawed weakly at his chest. Sweat dripped down his temples, his eyes wild and terribly unfocused.
"You're okay," I whispered, placing a steadying hand on his back. "You're safe. Just breathe with me, alright? In through your nose... slowly... and out."
I inhaled deeply, exaggerating the motion so he could follow.
He tried and failed. Then he did it again. The second attempt stuck. His breaths were still shaky, but they gradually fell into rhythm with mine.
Tara gently rubbed his back, her brows creased with concern. "You scared the hell out of me," she muttered.
Nigel leaned heavily into my touch, supportin
